How Twin-to-Twin Transfusion Syndrome Changed our Family

Big Brother’s Birthday

Today we celebrate the birth of the babies’ sweet brother, who is FOUR. How can that be? He was just born, right?

I looked back at photos from the day he was born, and I don’t miss that day. I miss every day. I miss the passage of time.

I know it’s not PC to say, but I didn’t fall madly in love with him the day he was born. I loved him, but every day since I’ve grown to love him more and more. It’s like my love bucket for him and my girls is always full, but each day the bucket grows. I don’t know if every mom feels that way, but this is how I feel. I’m constantly surprised by how much I love him and how much that love grows every day. It’s the same way with the babies. Babies are hard. You love them, but also, they make life pretty rough. But every day, each smile, each “mom mom mom,” makes that love grow.

My little man is so kind, caring, compassionate, intelligent, creative, hilarious, and everything good. I am so lucky to have him as my boy. As much as it is painful to see that he’s growing up and will eventually move on from this beautiful age and probably not want to snuggle or read books with me, I look forward to seeing what kind of awesome kid he grows into. Happy birthday, big brother!